Last night I was laying in bed with my almost 3 year old because he was scared of the thunderstorm.
The lighting would light up the entire room through the beige linen drapes.
I found myself explaining every little noise and flash. I told him stories of how much I have always loved thunderstorms, how they wash the earth and make the plants and flowers grow big and tall.
I told him how one of my favorite things to do is get all cozy with a cuddly blanket and lay and watch a thunderstorm in the middle of the afternoon.
I explained to him how sleepy it always made me and how peaceful and calm I felt knowing God was washing the earth and that He was in control of the storm. A reminder to me of how mighty He is.
I explained every little detail and opinion I had on thunderstorms but it didn’t seem to help ease his fears. “Momma, what’s that!” he continued to ask me over and over again.
It finally occurred to me that if it always put me at peace to watch the storm maybe it would give Samuel peace as well to actually see what the storm looked like and to see what each little noise was.
We pulled his curtains back and laid and watched the trees sway and the lighting fill the sky.
We listened to the rolling thunder and counted the rain drops on the window pane.
Ah, the lessons I learn from my almost 3 year old 😉
God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth should change and though the mountains slip into the heart of the sea; though its waters roar and foam, though the mountains quake at its swelling pride. Selah. The LORD of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our stronghold. Selah. Psalm 46:1-3,7